[ He can follow up her logic — such as it is — with some of his own, then. Sure, there's an actual explanation and reason for it, one he figures he could work out on his own with a little time to check out the wiring, but for now this is an easy question to answer — ]
You hit it and it turned on.
[ It is an answer, technically. Not the root cause, but... ]
Give me a sec.
[ As much as he finds it at least mildly amusing as a backdrop to their literal run-in with each other, it'll get old fast having to try and talk over the noise. So he shrugs out of his loosely crossed arms, makes his way back to the car, figures he'll start with looking under the hood. But before he even gets far, it just shuts itself off.
With the barest hint of something that could maybe be a smirk (?), he glances over his shoulder at her now, shrugs a little. ]
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You hit it and it turned on.
[ It is an answer, technically. Not the root cause, but... ]
Give me a sec.
[ As much as he finds it at least mildly amusing as a backdrop to their literal run-in with each other, it'll get old fast having to try and talk over the noise. So he shrugs out of his loosely crossed arms, makes his way back to the car, figures he'll start with looking under the hood. But before he even gets far, it just shuts itself off.
With the barest hint of something that could maybe be a smirk (?), he glances over his shoulder at her now, shrugs a little. ]
Admit it, you miss it already.